Wesker

"You two will be the death of me," I muttered under my breath as I wrote on my clipboard.

Gabbie giggled. She was dressed worse than Jill-a tight dark pink camisole that showed off a belly button piercing, ripped blue denim short shorts, and a clearly visible violet lace bra-and was sitting on top of my desk. She was younger than Alex-I think she was around Henry's age, but I wasn't entirely sure the exact number-and he allowed her to get away with pretty much anything.

"Gabbie, how many times to I have to tell you to leave Albert alone?" her brother asked her.

She sighed. "He's never told me to leave."

"If she's annoying you, I can take her away," he told me.

"No, it's fine right now."

"How's the project going?" Alex asked me, looking over at the oversized glass tube.

I glanced at Steve, almost feeling guilty. Stop it. You've never felt bad before. This is all because of Rebecca, isn't it? You can't let her get under your skin and affect your work. Work has to come before relationships.

"Fine. Hidalgo will have the Veronica virus samples soon enough," I told Alex.

"I have to admit, doing this feels wrong," Alex told me. "I know we need the money, but that doesn't make it anymore right. This kid was dead, but now…"

"Not so much," Gabbie finished for us. "You two are feeling these little emotions called remorse and guilt. Honestly, Albert, I'm surprised you didn't start cracking after Raccoon City. I guess being with Rebecca is actually good for you. And, Alex, it's Albert that's triggering your emotions. I'm assuming it's memories with the other Weskers are being brought up to the surface and it makes you wishy-washy."

"Such adequate words for a Psychology major," Alex said dryly. I stayed silent as I finished up the sum of my report and put the clipboard down.

"Why do you believe emotions are good?" I asked Gabbie. The younger girl glanced up at me from her book.

"Why wouldn't they be good?"

"Weakness is an emotion," I reminded her.

She shook her head. "Weakness is a personality trait."

The door opened, causing bright light to shine into the blue lighted room.

I glanced up and saw Henry in the doorway. He was staring at Steve, but then he looked over at me.

"I got the job," he told me. "And I met Krauser."

I was over to the door in a heartbeat. "What is he like?"

"Think you if you'd been a soldier. And a more predominant sense of humor."

I rolled my eyes. "Did he talk about Rebecca?"

"A few times, actually. He mentioned her when he first came in, then he talked about how she was working at Stiletto and that they lived together, oh, and how he was surprising her tomorrow morning. He seems like an all around nice guy."

"Surprising her? With what?" I restrained from adding 'she's mine.'

"Breakfast! Darling, it's so scandalous," Henry said, his voice in a mocking tone.

"Well you suck," I told him.

His cheeks reddened. "Just shut up."

"When do you start?"

"The unit ships out on the eighth of February," he told me.

"Before Valentine's Day? That's a shame…"

He laughed. "Yeah. Right. I know you love that you'll be able to have Rebecca all to yourself."

"She's not an object," I reminded him.

"I know that a helluva a lot better than you do. Now, if you'd excuse me, I'm tired. Good night."

"Good night Henry," I told him as he went upstairs.

The next night I had the Veronica infectee on a table, drawing his blood out. I kept an eye on the machines, careful to make sure he wasn't getting up too soon. I heard Alex's soft footsteps behind me and I knew he was watching me. I also knew that he thought that I would be a major screw-up after my new virus.

"Do you think Gabbie is right?" he asked me.

I looked over at him after setting the third vial into the cushioned case. "That we feel remorse and guilt? Yes. About her saying there are aliens on the moon? No."

The dark haired man leaned against the wall as I extracted the fourth and fifth vials. After that, I deemed the number of Veronica samples adequate and closed the case.

"Do you miss William Birkin?"

I looked up at Alex. "Why would you ask me that?"

"I don't know. You rarely smile anymore. I remember when he used to make you smile."

"He was annoying me and I was envisioning bludgeoning him with a chair," I said, lying to Alex. To admit that I missed that pester of a man felt degrading. It made me feel weak.

He sat down on the floor, watching as I hooked Steve back up to the tubes filled with chemicals that would keep him sedated, and then putting him back into the glass chamber. Even though he was thirty-two, he seemed like an unknowing child as he continued watching me walk back and forth in the lab.

He rested his chin on his right knee, keeping his left leg straight. With his dark clothing, he would've blended in with the shadows had it not been for the blue lights throughout the room.

"It's not good to lie, even if you've been doing it for a couple of years," he told me.

I rolled my eyes. "Are you going to sulk here all night?"

"Probably not. Just until Gabbie comes looking for me after she comes back from Stiletto."

"Why is she there?" I asked, shocked.

"She's trying to see that stupid Leon guy again. She can do so much better than him."

"He did make it through Raccoon City," I reminded him. I was given a dark look that included narrow eyes and the implied You're not helping at all.

I sighed as I walked out, not caring to indulge Alex any further. A haggard looking Henry was walking down the hall. As I passed him, he grabbed my arm.

"Have you seen Alex? I need to talk to him."

"The lab," I told him. His eyes went wide and his skin paled a bit. He let go of me and rushed down the hall.

I was too used to all of their drama that I didn't really care. Instead, I went upstairs to my study/library/sleeping area. Unlike my old home, this one lacked pictures of Sherry, and instead had diagrams, as well as flora specimens. Like my old home, it had white walls, dark wood flooring, and dark brown furniture.

I laid down on my bed after getting into a pair of pajama pants, completely and utterly exhausted. But, it was a relief to have to not worry about Steve anymore. The samples were taken, and someone would ship them tomorrow.

I rolled onto my side, imagining what it would be like to have Rebecca in my bed every night. I shut my eyes as I imagined her thin fingers on me, tracing little nothings, or just having them there. I sighed again, realizing that I wanted that. That I missed her.

I smirked before I let myself fall asleep. She'd never know. She'd never need to know the extent of my feelings for her.

I lurched forward as I felt the coldness hit me square in the back. I looked over my shoulder and I saw Gabbie armed with snowballs, a ridiculous look on her semi-tan features.

"What-"

I was promptly cut off by a snowball to the face. I growled, dropped the bowl into the sink, and went over to Gabbie, tackling her before she could move back. Snow covered hands tried to swat me away, but I was persistent. The two of us rolled around the deck, effectively covering both of us in snow.

She finally pushed hard enough that I let her go, and the two of us were found still panting fifteen minutes later by Henry.

"Should I ask?" he said, an eyebrow raised.

Gabbie giggled as she sat up. "I sneak attacked Wesker."

"Why would you ever do that?"

She shrugged. "I'll explain it to you later."

I stared at her. "No you will not. Tell me why you even considered doing that."

"Well…" she sighed and got up with Henry's aid. "I figured that since we were all living together I might as well try to have some fun."

We both looked at her, not believing. She, of all people, should know that the two of us could snap at any moment. She was a brilliant young woman, and she should be able to realize that. But, where her brother excelled, she lacked-she sometimes seemed to be oblivious in what went on around her; it was what Henry and I referred to as child-attitude.

We should be used to it by now.

"Liar," Henry said before I could.

The girl shrugged. "Whatever. Caoi!" she said to us, walking into the house, snow coming off of her with every step.

"You Weskers," Henry said to me, a sigh leaving his lips afterwards.

"Like your family is much better," I told him as I walked in and back to the sink. I put the bowl into the dishwasher and then turned around to see Henry checking his nails. He glanced up at me for a moment, and I realized that there was something he wanted to tell me.

"Is everything alright?" I began cautiously.

"You know that guy, Leon?"

"I have heard of him, yes," I told him. "What does he have to do with us?"

"He got put in the hospital and Gabbie has been visiting him every day," Henry told me.

"How do you know this?" I asked him.

"I've been hanging at around Stiletto, talking to Krauser and co.. Getting into this fake persona," he explained to me.

"Fake," I repeated under my breath. "Have you talked to Rebecca?"

"A little."

I flexed my hands. "How is she?"

"Not busy caring about you, for sure," he told me.

"Fine, be like this. I have work to do."

"Right. How's 'fixing' Steve going?" he asked me.

"Fixing…" I repeated slowly. "I would not really considering it 'fixing,' simply 'prolonging.' It may not even work."

Henry shrugged. "It will, I'm sure. Maybe it won't be exactly what you desired, but he'll be alright for a while."

I let that soak in. "If it's not what I desired, then it didn't actually work," I explained to him.

"Dear god, accept me praising you, oh Lord Albert of Science," he said, and then rolled his eyes.

"Why are you flirting with Albert?" Alex asked, coming over and wrapping his arms around Henry's waist.

"I'm not flirting," he said, blushing. But he was being truthful, that much I knew. "That's kind of gross that you would even suggest that."

"Thanks Henry," I said drily. "Love you too."

"Oh, come on! You know what I mean," the spec ops agent said, blushing more as Alex slowly tightened his grip on him. "You're more of my father than anything else."

"And you're like my son. Alex, please don't rip him apart," I said as I begun walking away from the two.

"Do I ever?" I heard Alex mutter.

Author's Note:Yes, I did just put Alex and Henry together. Hate me or not, I usually don't care. I just thought it would be cute.

The next chapter will skip to February sixth, and have more cute Krauser and Rebecca (hopefully) and some cute little things for Leon & Gabbie. Because even the youngest of Weskers deserve happiness.

Hope this chapter made sense, that you like it, and please review!

Oh, and I'm not quite sure how posting on Friday and Sunday is gonna go; I'm not gonna be home, wi-fi sucks where I'm going, and I'll be 'running' around with my family :( Just how I want to spend my weekend :/

~HolleringHawk65